This scene is intended to take place at the hospital, the night after the robbery. But since we don't have a hospital, as well as for purposes of continuance, it is posted here.
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Sasha does not enjoy leaving her Ivory Tower, and she certainly does not enjoy leaving it for anything less than burgeoning the temporal influence which empowers her to remain in said tower. With persistence, this outing should fall neatly into that category.

Arriving at the hospital where Mr. Uys' jeweler is being treated, she approaches the counter where an addled and sleep deprived nurse sits doing her end-of-shift reports.

2008-11-10 17:09:30Sasha rolls 8 dice to Awe (Diff 7) 4,3,3,4,5, 2,8,1 (failure)

"Declerk. Robert." Sasha says when the nurse looks up.

"Scuse me miss?" the other replies.

"Robert Declerk. What room is he in?" Sasha returns, already growing impatient. She should already be in the elevator by now.

"Visiting hours are over ma'am." The woman says curtly, doing that side-to-side bobbing thing with her head and pointing at a sign displaying the hours. "You'll have to come back tomorrow."

“Listen, I think we may have started off on the wrong foot” Sasha coos charmingly “Let's start over, shall we?”

2008-11-10 12:48:00 Sasha rolls 5 dice to Entrancement (Diff 3) 2,1,1,8,7 (failure)

“No, you listen.” The woman snips back at her, obviously unaffected by her otherworldly charisma. “I have more work to do in the next twenty minutes than someone like you sees all week...” She looks her up and down, almost curling her lip at the suit that is obviously worth more than the rusted-out Pinto she is about to drive home in. “and you are wasting my time. So, you can either get out of my face, or I will have security throw your bony white ass outta....”

Before she can even finish, Sasha is leaning across the counter, only an inch or so from the nurse's face, speaking in a quiet, hissing tone. “Impudent little troll. You WILL do as you are told. Your only purpose in this life is to serve those above you. You will never amount to anything more than you are in this very moment because you do not have what it takes. If you did, we would not be having this conversation. I will make your life a living hell if you refuse to capitulate.” The woman's eyes widen with shock and disbelief at the severity of Sasha's verbal bitch-slap and the Ventrue seizes the opportunity to force her way into the tired attendant's mind.

2008-11-10 13:51:39Sasha rolls 7 dice to Mesmerize (Diff 3) 1,4,6,8,1, 7,6 (3 successes)

[Suggestion: Your thankless job is not worth this hassle, to hell with the rules, you are about to be laid-off anyway.]

The woman blinks as Sasha relinquishes her psychic grip. “I don't even need this bullshit. Room 203.”

Turning to head for the elevator, even though it is only one floor up, Sasha cannot help but think that this is exactly the sort of thing which makes her want to stat at Venture Estates. If there was not so much riding on this, she would have simply sent Valentine. He would likely have been walking out the door by now. But relying on others is a weakness, Sasha is doing this as much to prove to herself that she can as she is to be certain that it is done right.


Arriving at the jeweler's room, she is greeted with a look of confusion as she enters the room, looks around to be sure that the two of them are alone, and then closes the door.

“Good evening, Mr. Declerk, you may address me as Ms. Moreau. Mr. Uys is apparently no longer in Sanfield. I am your new boss. We have much to discuss...”

2008-11-10 11:39:45 Sasha rolls 6 dice to Forgetful Mind (Diff 3) 8,10,2,4,2, 9,2 (4 successes)

[[ Continued in: Public Relations ]]  

--Last edited by Sasha Moreau on 2008-11-10 19:12:58 --